This is a song about "Getting a number"

I gots cravin for a number nine

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

I'm not even getting paid, wait till' i'm number 1 next decade/

Or getting a little rep to my name

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

Number five, your raps reflect your life? that's a lie

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

A player getting played in this love game

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Shit is getting to me i'm my number one fucking enemy

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

Im number one your number two

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

In a strip club getting a lap dance